It was as if the two of them had been caught doing something scandalous in the hospital room.
If she called Adrian out from under the bed, the scene would only look more suspicious in front of Leo.
Selene still cared about her image around Leo—she had to maintain a sense of propriety!
Flustered by Adrian’s antics, she quickly hid his forgotten stethoscope under the blanket.
It really did feel like she was sneaking around with someone.
Leo’s motorized wheelchair carried him toward Selene, while the Vaughn family’s bodyguards remained stationed outside the room.
Trailing after Leo was Altair.
He carried a bouquet of pale pink tulips, and when he saw Selene awake, his eyes instantly lit up.
He hurried to her bedside, his delicate face bright with a sweet, innocent smile.
“Star!”
Selene hugged Altair’s shoulders, making him blush all the way to his ears.
Lowering his head, he lifted the bouquet above him with both hands.
“Are these for me?”
Altair nodded enthusiastically, and Selene accepted the flowers with a gentle smile.
“Thank you, Altair. I love them.”
Leo watched her with soft eyes.
The tulips’ gentle pink hue perfectly complemented the quiet beauty of Selene’s face.
She had the kind of calm, nurturing presence that made people feel safe and at peace—her features open and gentle, her whole person like a pearl radiating a soft, luminous glow.
Selene looked up at Leo. “Father, thank you for coming to see me.”
Leo replied, “I’ve had the signal around St. Michael’s Church blocked.”
Harrison had just tried to video call Selene, and almost immediately afterward, Leo’s bodyguard had reported it to him.
Selene asked, “Did those two go off to St. Michael’s to become monks or something?”
Leo’s wheelchair rolled closer. “Not just them. Gemma too. Last night, they all went to the church on the hill, seeking forgiveness for what they’ve done. They’ll be undergoing a strict retreat at St. Michael’s for two weeks.”
Suddenly, Leo turned to her. “Has Adrian reached out to you?”
Selene’s heart skipped a beat. She pressed her lips together instinctively, feeling inexplicably guilty, as if she’d been caught having an affair with Adrian by Leo himself.
“N-no, not yet…”
Lying to Leo felt like a cardinal sin.
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